I wish for nothing." "You must have--" Peter was rude enough to interrupt with the word "Nothing." "But I shall not have a moment's pleasure in your call if I think of you as--" Peter interrupted again.

"If that is so," he said, rising, "I had better go." "No," cried Miss De Voe.

"Oh, won't you please?
It's no trouble.

I'll not order much." "Nothing, thank you," said Peter.
"Just a chop or--" Peter held out his hand.
"No, no.

Sit down.